A Dream

Poem, Poetry, Uncategorized 1 Minute

Life was a game.

Going forward, like Mario

Mario, jumping, doing, playing.

I went down the tunnel

And fell through a snake’s metal stomach.

 

Then there was Beelzebub

With his spear.

He would place it on my chest

And push me into hell

For believing life were a game.

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Published by B. K. Neifert

Mark 13:51Jesus saith unto them, Have ye understood all these things? They say unto him, Yea, Lord. 52Then said he unto them, Therefore every scribe which is instructed unto the kingdom of heaven is like unto a man that is an householder, which bringeth forth out of his treasure things new and old.

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